He Thought He Was Just Helping a Vulnerable Stranger! Her True Identity

his shattered right knee creaking faintly from the sudden movement, and addressed the flustered waitress. “Could you bring her a new milkshake? Same kind.” He glanced back down at Sloan. “Have you eaten anything?”

“I’m not hungry anymore,” she admitted, the thought of the cold eggs turning her stomach.

“Something warm to drink, then.  Coffee? Tea?”

“Coffee,continue reading …